And then the car’s door opened and they heard a scream. Kimber looked and though her eyes wouldn’t focus, she clearly made out the figure of April... staring at her and screaming with rage. The door slammed, and Harrison swore, pulling his dick from inside Kimber and closing his pants. ‘I’ll be right back,’ he said, and he left her alone in the back seat, her legs open, her pussy wet and aching and hurting so much. Kimber sat up and started to cry, trying to straighten her skirt over her tightly. Satan. Beelzebub. Whatever you want to call him. He's my boss. And I sold my soul to him a long time ago. Too late to say a prayer. You're gone. You're history. That's why I have to move on - to find my next victim. You see, your wife should be discovering an envelope on your doorstep any minute now. In it there are lots of very unflattering pictures. Of you, anyway. _I_ think I'm pretty cute. And creative! But they all show you and me in various states of intimacy. Some of them. I guess you can say she's my girl crush. Although, if I'mbeing honest, I probably have a lot more girl crushes than most girls.Not long after this, we are back at Tom and Courtney's and the four of usare sitting around talking. We are all drinking a bottle of wine and areall a little tipsy. All of a sudden, Courtney, who is sitting next tome, laughs too hard and our wine glasses crash together spilling wine onboth of us. Luckily it is a white wine so it won't leave a stain on mydress."Oh,. He is a part of the school baseball team.Liam came back home just after eight in the evening, around the time the sun was setting. I was lying in my bed, chatting with my friends on our WhatsApp group as Liam entered our room.“Hey, bro!” I greeted him without taking eyes off my Apple iPhone six plus, as he took off his sweaty shirt and threw it in the laundry basket.“Hey,” he replied, going to the bathroom, “I'm gonna go take a shower.”“Alright,” I nodded at him, “You better wipe it clean.